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She only had an hour and thirty minutes left. Not a minute added. ..... A/N : What do you think guys? Have you finally gotten an answer to the rhetorical question in the introductory chapter of this book? Awaiting your reply... Thanks...

And in this moment I know my pigeon is gone into numbness. *** This book is near its end. Hope you are enjoying or liking my babies. Love, Pia.

But what surprises Vienna was the volume of the books, no offense but she thought Leopard was not the type of guy who likes to read books, other than maps and such. She somehow landed her eyes in a certain book lying on the table that caught her attention. Vienna took it and read the title, Where I truly Belong. She smirked at the book's title, it seems like even the book is confused about where it truly belongs, just like Vienna. She returned it above the table and walk near the window where the houses and the large scale of water surrounding the island shines as the morning setting sun appear, turning the seawater into gold. She has never been this peaceful ever since, and it gives her suc

It was my favourite book. I smiled at the paragraph that was my favourite, before reading it out aloud, "They walked on, without knowing in what direction. There was too much to be thought, and felt, and said, for attention to any other object". Reading this paragraph I closed my eyes and the first thing, that came to my mind was Hardin. I broke into a smile unconsciously. When I realized it, I shooked my head and opened my eyes, sighing. I have been lost in the book for last few hours, but my watch suddenly started beeping. It was the signal that they were near here somewhere. I clicked on the watch to stop its beeping and continued reading, waiting for someone to show up.

The police, arriving on the scene, apprehended the stunned individual, bringing a momentary pause to the intense pursuit and revealing an unexpected twist in the unfolding drama. [Hello lovely readers! Welcome to my book! Hope you are enjoying it! Please support me by leaving me a rating and review! Your precious words mean the world to me! Love you all!]

The evidence before me seemed to suggest a sinister motive, but I couldn't help but wonder if there was more to the story that I was missing. I shook my head. Now is not the time to think about it. I need to follow Charles and stop him before he carries out his deadly plan. Before it gets too late. ****** ‘Now is the time.’ I smiled while holding the book that took me months to find, the book of Eklepō.

Don’t look up. A figure stepped into view. Tall. Dark. Moving carefully through the garden. She couldn’t see the figure's face. Only the outline of the body as the figure passed beneath the moonlight. The footsteps drew closer. Her throat went dry. She stayed completely still, barely breathing. The figure was almost past the tree. One more step. Just one. Then the damn book— from the very depths of hell— decided to betray her. It tipped. Too fast. Her knee shifted, just slightly, and the book slipped free like it had been waiting for this moment.

] Her hand hovered over the mouse, her whole body trembling. "Click confirm! Hurry!" Edward roared behind her. Alicia shut her eyes, steeled herself, and pressed the button. "Confirm." When the record showed as successfully modified, both Edward and Alicia let out long breaths of relief. Smiles spread across their faces, the kind worn by people who believe they've just survived disaster, convinced they've wiped their hands clean and shifted all the blame elsewhere. What they failed to notice was that I had been standing behind them the entire time, holding a body-cam recorder.

"I bought the book this morning. I read it in one sitting. I need to tell you something. Not about us. About the book. Can I call?" I stared at the screen. Eleanor pulled herself up on the kitchen table. Julian looked at me from across the counter. I showed him the message. He read it. Was quiet for a moment. "The book is in the world now," he said. "It is going to reach everyone it needs to reach." "Including him," I said. "Including everyone," he said. I looked at the message. At Julian. At Eleanor standing at the kitchen table with the dark watchful eyes.

What remains is to close it with the care it deserves. Not at chapter one hundred and ninety two for its own sake. At the right moment for this story. I think we are close to that moment.